On the way to Church Sunday
the two youngest were going at each other
with familiar jibes most of the way there
until I had had enough and said over my shoulder:
"Enough! You guys be quiet."
Then began the exchanges of
"[He/she] started it!"
I tossed over my shoulder,
"I said 'enough' and I mean it. Be nice!"
The Arianna turned to Joseph and said,
in a very southern-drawl way,
"You is smaht. You is kiiiinnd. You is importahnt."
We laughed all the way to Church with tears rolling down our cheeks.
I love that yahoo.